Sheng Xuan turned his head, held up the sandwich, and his handsome face was full of a smug smile.
Ning Lang glanced at him calmly, fastened his seatbelt, and shifted gears.
The luxury SUV moved forward and gently bumped into a tree trunk by the roadside.
A muffled thud.
The big tree swayed, and yellow leaves fluttered down, covering the ground. Two leaves drifted down and landed on Shengxuan's head and shoulders.
Sheng Xuan: "..."
Ning Lang steadily turned the steering wheel, and the car quickly reversed, its massive rear end rounding the tree behind it, where it gently bumped into it again.
Autumn is full of yellow leaves; when the wind blows, the ground is covered in yellow dust, not to mention being hit sideways by a powerful off-road vehicle!
The next moment, the rain of leaves came again, fluttering and covering the asphalt road that Sheng Xuan had just swept with a dense, yellow-green pattern, which was even quite beautiful.
Sheng Xuan: "..."
Ning Lang smiled slightly and said, "My driving skills aren't very good, but that's what happens when you're a female driver. Please forgive me, keep sweeping, bye!"
After speaking, he stepped on the gas, and the car sped off steadily, quickly making a beautiful turn and disappearing at the intersection.
Sheng Xuan was furious. He took a big bite out of the sandwich in his mouth and chewed it over and over again.
One sentence kept repeating in my mind: This is Ning Lang's flesh! This is Ning Lang's flesh! This is Ning Lang...
"Beep beep!!" A horn suddenly sounded from behind!
Sheng Xuan turned around abruptly and saw a car speeding towards him, which startled him!
He reacted quickly, and with a powerful stride, he leaped onto the sidewalk.
"Young man, are you alright?" an elderly woman nearby asked worriedly.
Sheng Xuan shook his head and muttered, "I almost lost my life when I encountered a female driver! I was so angry I almost died."
The woman was terrified and quickly asked, "Where's your work uniform? Where is it? Put it on right away! Your all-black clothes blend too well into the road; drivers will have a hard time recognizing you! It's too dangerous!"
Sheng Xuan: "..."
The limited-edition autumn collection from the most famous designer in France looks too much like asphalt roads?
He glanced down at it; pure black with a few irregular white stripes—it really did look like it!
The older woman went on and on, explaining to him that those incredibly unfashionable worker's clothes were lifesavers, and even racking her brains to compare them to something like "more important than costume changes in a game."
"Without it, we sanitation workers standing on the road are very likely to get hit and injured!"
Sheng Xuan recalled the danger from earlier, and his thick black eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Thank you, I understand."
He stuffed the remaining sandwich into his mouth, strode over, tore off the work clothes Ning Lang had found for him, and quickly put them on.
...
Ning Lang drove to a high-end apartment area in the city center and picked up the sickly Yuan Heng.
She calmly circled the steering wheel and asked, "What's wrong? What irresistible food bewitched you last night? How much of your soul are left?"
Yuan Heng slumped in the passenger seat, his face pale, his brows furrowed into two tiny worms.
"One and a half of my soul is in the bathroom, while the other three of my spirits are still lying in bed."
Ning Lang nodded and said, "That explains it! He really did look half-dead. I wouldn't dare say, but it must have been an iced drink or cold wine."
Yuan Heng stammered awkwardly, "Men inevitably have to socialize when they're out. Sigh... you know how it is."
"I don't understand." Ning Lang smiled, his eyes crinkling, and said, "You should go explain that to your woman!"
Yuan Hengjun's androgynous face flushed slightly as he glared at her with a cold snort.
"What nonsense! What woman did I have?! Don't you dare tarnish my reputation and pure character!"
Ning Lang calmly drove, retorting, "You've been fantasizing about Dean Shan for so many years, what innocence and purity do you still have to speak of? Hmm?"
Yuan Heng sighed and lay down, pretending to be dead.
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